A Tough Choice

Chapter Nineteen

I gasped as I glanced at my calendar and saw that I had been dating Ethan for over six months. Time had flown, I'd never dated anyone quite like him before. He was so kind and caring, not a bad bone in his body. I knew that I was lucky to have him. He meant the world to me. Whenever we were apart I missed him terribly, I would count the minutes until we were together again. It was for this reason that I had asked him to move in with me. He accepted straight away and seemed excited about us taking the next step in our relationship.

"Where shall I put my clothes?" he called.

"In the master bedroom wardrobe you muppet." I teased him.

"Well I wasn't sure if you wanted me to sleep in the spare room for a while?" he asked.

I laughed, but instantly stopped when I saw that he was serious.

"Such a gentleman." I elbowed him in the ribs.

"Yeah and don't forget it." he grinned.

"In answer to your question, you can come in the master with me." I whispered as I gently pecked his lips.

"I can't wait to be far away from Caleb." he admitted.

"What's he done now?" I asked him as I helped to unpack the boxes.

"Spent all of mum's money on the car and paying off his debts." he sighed.

"I know it's hard but you need to try and switch off to what he does. You need to concentrate on your own life." I said.

"He's old enough to take care of himself." I added.

"Yeah I guess you're right, I just wish things were different." he sighed.

"I know, but you have me." I winked.

He smiled back and placed his arm around my waist, pulling me towards him.

"We'll take care of each other." I smiled up at him.

I leant up and kissed him deeply. I sighed in pleasure as he gently kissed my neck. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

"What are you doing?" he whispered.

"What does it look like." I said seductively.

I slowly traced my fingers on his chest. I chuckled as I saw him blush.

"Emma." he said.

"Yeah." I answered.

"We shouldn't." he said quietly.

I glanced at him and could see that he was nervous. I quickly removed my own shirt. He watched me closely and took a deep breath.

"Stop it." he whispered as I took his hands and gently placed them on my waist.

"We should wait." he added.

"For what?" I asked quietly.

He shrugged slowly.

"I haven't done this before." he finally admitted.

I stared at him in shock as I processed what he'd told me.

"Have you?" he asked.

"Once." I blushed as I remembered what had happened with Caleb.

"I love you." I whispered impulsively.

He stared at me for a moment.

"I love you too, I've wanted to say it for a while, but I didn't want to put pressure on you." he admitted.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm a gentleman remember." he grinned.

I smiled up at him and kissed him.

"Don't worry, we can do this." I whispered against his lips.